The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Awake

It wasn’t that Sid didn’t want to answer; it was just really challenging to do so without being fully called out.

"Master, please—please pull me out!" Sid begged, hoping to at least get a moment of respite.

But this rest was a dream, as his Master decided it would be a good day to ask questions.

However, when he saw why, he figured he had to be honest as the other master was in trouble.

"You called, Master?" Sid could only maintain his stance before Xavier entered the mecha.

"Sid. I need you to tell me who it is that you keep on talking to?"

The guardian mecha wasn’t sure what the Master meant and had to verify.

"Have you forgotten that you also reside in my sea of consciousness? Did you seriously think I wouldn’t know?" Asked Xavier, who almost wanted to recite the conversations.

While Sid kept his panic to himself, that didn’t stop the mecha from regularly feeding information to this ’something’ called D-29.

Xavier wasn’t sure who or what it was, but he remembered a conversation he thought Sid was having because he kept on responding in fear.

The Prince was actually unable to hear this mysterious entity, but Sid wasn’t that crazy enough to talk to himself, even after hundreds of years as the Imperial Family’s guardian mecha.

So, unless his mecha had finally started going crazy talking about added appendages, weird limbs, and oddly colored heads, then he must be speaking to someone.

He initially assumed it was Luca.

That was now possible, given the nature of their bond, but Xavier realized that the mecha was going at it even when the chipmunk was asleep.

Then Xavier heard something about buying blueprints and more training modules to practice on.

The words flew over Xavier’s head until Luca started showing them the new additions to the space.

It was only then that it clicked.

If one could obtain finished products such as buildings, blueprints, and even training modules, then there had to be a source.

And Xavier needed this source.

Because the little chipmunk needed something called a revive pill.

"Who was this D-29? And can they get us something for Luca?"

The guardian mecha obviously panicked when the Master mentioned the figureless instigator, who threatened him with a short tail if he ever said anything about it.

But was he supposed to ignore the Master, who was in critical condition?

Sid was actually about to think about its absurdity and reminisce about the Master’s sacrifice to get the Nanite Ore when that oppressor blared at him to immediately order his master to help the Host.

There was really no time to consider the consequences.

Such things only mattered to those who could stay alive!

Right now, they weren’t really looking so great!

And while D-29 missed its seniors, the lucky survivor had no desire to see them this soon!

So, the little system initiated emergency protocols, forcing the guardian mecha to act as a communication bridge.

But Sid had rusty social skills (excuse you?) and was worse than the robot animals that D-29 has seen in those interstellar dramas.

Therefore, the moonlighting criminal thought of ’visiting’ the console.

It was a small round ball that actually resembled a candy, if anything. _{freёweɓnovel.com}